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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eem Triplin
Eem Triplin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Naeem Muhammad
Naeem Muhammad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eem Triplin
Eem Triplin
Producer
Sauron
Sauron
Producer
Deemo
Deemo
Producer

Lyrics

Aye Just so you know A'ight Just so you know I-I-I been getting money, baby, this ain't nothing new You stressing 'bout some other bitch, but baby, she ain't you Connected, well respected, and protected with my crew They told me not to flex, but they can walk up in my shoes I might just text my ex and tell that bitch my money grew I might text all my ops and put them niggas in a group chat Ask me for some favors bitch but where the fuck were you at Standing on the corner in the city like it's New Jack And I confess Only time I leave the crib is if It's for a check She said she ain't a groupie, but this money get you wet But I don't fall for stupid shit, so I don't get upset It's only for the best Bands in the coupe, I might just drop the roof That pussy taste like fruit, I drink her just like juice This Glock and got no safety, if I shot I meant to shoot Do what I wanna do, fuck you and all your crew I-I-I been getting money, baby, this ain't nothing new You stressing 'bout some other bitch, but baby, she ain't you Connected, well respected, and protected with my crew They told me not to flex, but they can walk up in my shoes I might just text my ex and tell that bitch my money grew I might text all my ops and put them niggas in a group chat Ask me for some favors, bitch, but where the fuck were you at Standing on the corner in the city like it's New Jack And I confess I might just text my ex and tell that bitch my money grew I might text all my ops and put them niggas in a group chat Ask me for some favors, bitch, but where the fuck were you at Standing on the corner in the city like it's New Jack
Writer(s): Naeem Muhammad, Kristian Kena, Deemo Deemo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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